đź–¤ MY HEART HAS GLUE ALL OVER IT
by Michael King
Posted in: Reflections / Healing / Identity
âťť I hate that I love so hard.
But I love that I love. âťž
THE TRUTH ABOUT LOVE
I wasn’t made to love shallow.
For years I thought something was wrong with me—like I was missing a part or made wrong.
That stuff hardened around my heart that I thought was blocking me from being loved?
It’s glue.
THE GLUE THAT HEALS
The kind that seeps into cracked places.
The kind that takes time to dry.
The kind that doesn’t stick to fake things—only real surfaces. Real hearts.
"You are not broken. You're just in the middle of being rebuilt." — Unknown
Shallow hearts don’t hold glue. They shed it.
But real hearts? They bond.
WHAT MY FATHER TAUGHT ME
I was raised by a man who loved with his wallet.
And doubted with his words.
He made me question my worth, my thoughts, even my instincts.
For years, I thought it was me.
It wasn’t.
THE HEALING
This glue I carry—
It’s the proof I was built to mend.
It fills the fractures. It doesn’t erase the scars.
It honors them.
And sometimes, when something doesn’t work out—
A relationship, a job, a dream—
We blame ourselves.
We tear it all down.
But maybe...
“Sometimes the glue is just drying.”
✦ REFLECTION QUESTIONS ✦
Have you mistaken healing time for failure in your life?
What are some cracks in your heart that glue might be quietly mending?
Are you loving from a real place—or trying to connect with something shallow?
Who or what taught you to believe you were broken, and are you ready to let that go?
Can you sit still long enough to let the glue dry?
If this blog connected with you, share it or leave a comment below. We’re all just walking around with a little glue on our hearts.
